Alas

To You,

So, through my cunning detective skills (and Facebook) I have determined the identity of mystery guy from yesterday. And his girlfriend.

I mean, that's fine. It was probably his nice clothes that did it really. I may as well become a spinster and knit hats for a living because I'm independent and don't need no man. And as I scrolled through his Facebook pictures I realised that I could do better.

Which is why I'm sitting here with a newly-empty tub of Ben and Jerry's.

Please don't judge me, You. I was young, I was foolish, it was yesterday. We all make mistakes; this was just one of those short flings. Admittedly it was a tad one-sided, and I think it was his fault that it ended.

I could do better. I could do better. I could do better.

M.